We also noted that an old country church near Clark will be leaving us soon. I hate to see old country churches go. Although this one was right in the middle of Amish country, it wasn't an Amish church. The gatework and iron fencing is beautiful and old.
This neat farm earth contact home has stellar flowers! I believe a very ambitious young couple lives here!
I loved the window boxes on this little farm shed.
We had to cross a scary-looking one lane bridge to get into these woods... Mom was peering over the edge.. She abhors water of any level... I used to adore a long walk in the woods. I loved whistling for my two collies, Jingles and Tinkerbell... We loped off through the fields and spent the rest of the day moseying along the creekbeds... I lived in a fairy tale all my early days... Sometimes I was the princess, captured by the spell of some Wicked thing... usually a product of Norwegian fairy tale concoction. I loved those wild tales from the Norse....
Fields of hay were ricked with really unusual little stacks or bundles... So orderly and prim.
Horses everywhere... working, trotting fast with milk carts... Farmers were scurrying around all the side roads with their teams and buggies.